The Evolution of Viruses: a look into the most serious outbreaks in the modern world

By Alexa Mazzola, Intern|January 29, 2021

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Seasonal allergies worsen as mask mandates are lifted

Seasonal allergies worsen as mask mandates are lifted

Senior Maddi Yee notices a correlation between cold weather and low motivation. “As the weather gets colder, I start losing motivation to do my work because I feel like I just kind of want to curl up in my bed,” Yee said. “When the warmer weather gets warmer, I feel that I get more motivated, because I can also like go outside, and that makes me want to do my work more.

The cold truth: Temperature’s negative impact on mental health

Underrated Summer Activities

Underrated Summer Activities

“Hold on, you’ve been scrolling for way too long”

“Hold on, you’ve been scrolling for way too long”

The connection between posture and academic engagement

The connection between posture and academic engagement

BOOKS | Covering almost the entirety of the Woods Branch, shelves lined with all kinds of books can be found in every section of the library.

Booked and busy

WILLOW’s view of Women’s History Month

WILLOW’s view of Women’s History Month

CELEBRATING BLACK HISTORY | The Black Alumni Association works each day to preserve and appreciate Black history, especially at a local level according to the founder Tim Herd. “I started the Black Alumni Association, and I really did it to create a support system, a larger support system for Black Alumni who went through the Grosse Pointe system and then also to also support students who are currently in the system,” Tim Herd said.

Building bridges: Black Alumni Association empowers students

A born leader of BSA

A born leader of BSA

Helena’s Poem:
‘Love’ is not always synonymous of ‘soft’,
And yet it’s too malleable between lips
Curls easily in the ear
Nestles smugly within the heart.
Such a pliant word can’t describe the monstrosity between us;
There is no space for anything fond
When it’s an incessant disaster aiming to explode at our throats
Clashing like dark clouds full of thunder, destroying like starving hurricanes
Leveling the earth itself as the only thought is to cause pain, to make it hurt-
But by god,
I could draw the scars on your knuckles blindfolded,
And you could just as easily map constellations upon my torn back
For it’d be far too simple to label our hand-made madness as ‘hate’,
If not for the damning sweet aftertaste the word leaves upon our tongues.

The poetic president of Harbinger club

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